Winnipeg - Summer 2005;;
They all joked about him, they even called him the situation. He was the hottest hockey player in the city. The girls wanted him, the guys wanted to be him. Of course I was one of those stupid wide-eyed girls who adored him. It was those big brown eyes that won me over. Oh those big brown eyes.
He always joked around with me. I counted down the days till he came home for the summer. I first met him when we were both 16, which was last summer. I was at a Winnipeg Blue Bombers football game with my family when Jonny's family sat in front of us. My mother recognized his mom, and they began to speak.
I was completely lost in the game, and Jon ended up explaining some of the rules to me. Before I knew it; we were full on talking, and not caring about the game. The summer sun pelted on us and didn't help that weak feeling he gave me in the knees. We bought popcorn and pelted it at fans of the opposing team. He made me laugh till I couldn't breathe, made me smile till it hurt. It was an unforgettable day.
I saw him later that summer, at the local park playing baseball with his friends. He told he was leaving the next day to go to Shattuck St. Mary's for school and to play hockey for the year. I haven't seen him since then.
Now I fear he won't even remember me this summer.
I woke up one bright morning to my normal routine: shower, blowdry my hair, curl it, put my make up on, put my work uniform on, eat breakfast, listen to my iPod as I take the bus to work. I worked at a smoothie place in the local mall. It wasn't much, but it was a job. I made money. That's all I cared about.
It was getting close to the end of my shift when I heard the muffled noises of teenage boys. They got closer to the counter as I watched them all. Some tall, some even taller, blonde, blue eyed, and ...
That's when my heart stopped.
That's when I noticed him.
I saw those brown eyes before I saw his face. I could feel my cheeks flush a shade of red as our eyes locked. He got closer, and had this cocky smirk on his face. He wore beat up jeans and a blue jays t-shirt, his hair was a short-spikey mess on top of his head. It's been a year since I've seen him. He's grown so much. He looked like a man, not an awkward teenager anymore.
"Have we met?"
"Yeah, we met at a bombers game --"
"No, I know now." He cut in, intently staring up at me. "Ally, right?"
"Yeah. How was St. Mary's?"
"It's was great. I'm going to UND in the fall."
"That's great. Are you gunna order anything or just stare at me?"
He shook his head, as his cheeks burned from embarrassment. It made me feel a little more comfortable, knowing he was just as nervous as I was. Wait, why would he be nervous? I'm just another girl for him to flirt with. Another girl that loved his charm. I was no one special ...
"I don't know. What do you recommend?"
"Strawberry banana. It's my favourite."
He nods as his lips curve into a smile. "Then that's what I'll get."
"Do you want a protein shot in it?"
"No thanks, I'd rather have you meet me at the movies across the street tonight at seven."
"You heard me."
I couldn't even react. He was asking me out? Get real. His drink came and I slid it over to him as he paid for it. "You're crazy, Toews."
"Fine, turn me down. You'll regret it." He smugly replied before taking a sip of his smoothie.
I just laughed and watched him walk away. I had a funny feeling it was going to be one big game of cat and mouse this summer.